Chapter 460: Earl Wilson

Lin Lang, who traveled far away, didn't know that someone had his idea at this moment, chose the treasures and finally made wedding dresses for others. Of course, even if he knew, Count Wilson was definitely not among his fears.
This man walked side by side until he reached the bottom three rows of bookshelves. The crystal steward couldn't help but smile: "This man is treacherous and doesn't want to ask for trouble in the end. The master points my wisdom to let me guard How can the trial ground lack the ability to identify cultivation? "
Obviously, Earl Wilson's encounter was purely deliberate.
"Your master can open a trial field so large, and the variety of treasures is rich, so it must be an extraordinary figure in the history of the famous people." Lin Lang said consciously or unintentionally.
The crystal steward bowed his head: "That's nature. My owner, Bei Han Sword Fairy, is one of the most powerful of that generation. He is one of the strongest people under this starry sky. He has an ambitious goal, and he always asks for immortal questions. He was determined to step out of the world under this starry sky and united dozens of the most powerful men to travel to the extreme north to explore the mystery here. "
"Cities in the snow and ice, such as the thirty-three pass, is not something ordinary people can build." Lin Lang also nodded. The crystal steward shook his head, and said, "The thirty-third level is not written by my master."
"Even before my master's exploration of this place, the 33rd level already existed. It is said to be related to some ancient secrets. Even if the master has a masquerade, he can't be alone, so he gathered many people with lofty ideals from all over the world. Far north. "
"Unfortunately, the sky has failed, and the master has disappeared since he left. There has been no news for thousands of years. Until that incident happened, those who failed to get out of the 33rd level were also trapped here. The first floor hall It has become a mass funeral post, and the gate at the 30th level has never been opened again. No, you do n’t understand.
The voice of the butler was a little low, with a slight sadness.
Lin Lang was a little silent. From the words of the crystal steward, it was impossible to guess what happened in that era. The crystal steward himself didn't know much about it. After all, it had never really stepped out of the 33rd level.
"I have the opportunity to return you free and help you out of this place." Lin Lang patted the butler on the shoulder of the crystal steward as a comfort.
"It's easier said than done. I have the heavy burden of forbidding the law. I can't leave here half a step before the gate is opened. To open the gate, I need the staff of an archangel, the blood of purgatory, the seal of gold, and so on. Today, no one except the host will have such a strong appeal. "
The Archangel's staff came from the temple, where the Son of Light was born. Although Lin Lang didn't make much contact, he still knew that the water in the temple was deep. The Son of Light can only be counted as a member of the periphery, that is, there are a large number of powerful divine powers today in the end of the Fa era.
Even the forces like the temple regard the archangel's staff as a holy weapon. How easy is it to get the archangel's staff through the temple? There is also the purgatory blood puppet from the dark castle of the blood tribe, and you need to face an innumerable number of pure dark blood tribe, and the golden seal is even more mysterious ...
Who can call the blood race, the temple's most powerful forces in the world, a word to let them take out the holy weapon, only the North Han sword fairy alone!
"Come on, I'll take you to pick a treasure."
Shaking his head, the crystal steward was utterly incomparable, and then took Lin Lang into the back three bookcases. Lin Lang carefully glanced at them, skipping the finished third- and fourth-order artifacts and miracles, and suddenly he brightened, and finally stopped at the penultimate bookshelf.
As he pointed behind him, there was a golden light cluster floating on the bookshelf, like a floating cloud, floating up and down in his hands.
"Are you sure to choose Xuanjin Spirit? This object is of no use except for the fifth-level spirit crafted by the master of the refiner. In my opinion, it is not as good as a slayer, and you can upgrade to a realm under the immortal."
Crystal Butler confirmed again. Lin Lang nodded. There were a lot of extraordinary things in the back three rows of bookshelves, and even the elixir above the fourth grade. Although it dried up to half of the essence lost, it still had amazing efficacy.
"Just choose him." Lin Lang shook his head. Xuanjin spirit may be useless to others, but it is an indispensable material for him to cultivate gold spirits. How can he give up when he rarely meets him.
"Okay." The crystal steward didn't say much, and after the record was filed, he put the golden spirit into Lin Lang's hands. After choosing the reward, Lin Lang didn't have a reason to stay, and went straight out of the door of the treasure house.
Earl Wilson was already waiting outside, and was impatient until Lin Lang appeared, his eyes brightened, and he stepped out in front of Lin Lang.
"Lin Youye, your kid has a good chance, and I don't know what treasures you got in the last three rows. Can you take them out to open your eyes?" Earl Wilson laughed, his smile a little chilling.
"What are you doing."
Lin Lang glanced lightly.
"We are just curious, and not greedy for you, just a glance, this requirement should not be excessive." At this time, the ancestors of Hongmen also chose rewards to walk out of the portal and voice out.
The king of the killer also moves step by step. Although he did not speak, the meaning of forcing the palace is self-evident.
"I can't satisfy your curiosity." Lin Lang frowned, thinking that when he first arrived, the mysterious gold spirit was followed by three gods.
"Then I have to take it myself."
Earl Wilson gave a sneer, Shenjingxiu came out to bloom, and the air was filled with a strong smell, which had a lot to do with his practice.
People of the blood race need to improve their blood, and the best way is to take the blood of a special constitution. The stronger the blood of the human blood, the higher the power of the blood race.
Lin Lang is naturally not afraid. He always robs others. In this life, he is the first to be watched. If he doesn't show his strength, he will be really killed as a fat sheep.
He stepped out, covering his fists with green awns, and then spread to the entire arm, as if the blue dragon was holding up and punched forward. The fist broke, and Earl Wilson sneered and greeted him with his fist.
Bang!
The collision sound is not loud, but in a closed space like the trial ground, it sounds like a thunderous sound, deafening, and you can imagine the strength of the collision. The two fists touched each other, and when Earl Wilson took a few steps back, his face was ugly.
It is not evenly divided. In the confrontation with God Realm in terms of strength, Count Wilson lost, in the hands of a junior junior who actually did not exceed God Realm!
"You guy." Count Wilson snarled, a mass of blood-colored energy gathered around him, blood-colored, surging like a tide. In an instant, the tide has formed, surging and surging. The surging energy waves are like a sea, covering a space.
In the blood-scarred area, the blood veins have a feeling of thinness. The blood in the body seems to be called by an unknown name, and it will break out of the body.
This is the talent of the blood race. If fighting the blood race, the chaotic blood in the body will largely limit the opponent's power, forcing the opponent to distract and suppress. Full strength can only play 90%.
"The blood is throbbing. This old guy is also real. He has used this trick for the first time in decades. The physical power of the blood race is only in the middle and lower reaches. What really changes for no reason is their channel method." Watching quietly, Count Wilson started to compete with the Divine Path, for fear that Lin Youye would be dangerous.
The killer didn't mean to intervene. After all, everyone has the pride of Divine Realm. If they can't cope with their opponents, they generally don't bother to attack them.
"Sculpture of the worm."
Lin Lang showed sarcasm, raised his hands and pressed down, the blood of the riot slowly subsided, and no longer flooded. There are many ways to deal with these blood races. If the pure blood races can affect him a little bit through talent mystery, but Earl Wilson is not in this list.
At this moment, Lin Lang stood up, wrapped in golden sky, and punched and punched with countless punches. Earl Wilson didn't dare to carelessly, spit out a sharp blood sword, stabbed upwards.
"The sword of blood." At the same time as the words fell, the sharp blood sword was divided into thousands of shadows, each of which was true and could not be true anymore, not a ghost, but the essence of blood condensed into a true blood sword.
Lin Lang stepped in the air and continued to punch, and for just a few seconds, I didn't know how many punches were made. I saw in front of him, countless blood swords shattered and turned back into a stream of pure blood.
Count Wilson opened his mouth, and the lost blood essence returned to his body, turning it into a monstrous power. This is the inconvenience of the blood race. If he can't be killed in one breath, those circulating blood spirits are enough to exhaust the opponent to exhaustion.
"Ning!"
At this moment, Lin Lang chanted the mantra lightly, three finger seals, and the blood essence in the space instantly solidified. No matter how called by Earl Wilson, it was difficult to return to the body.
"This ..." Count Wilson's face changed, his eyes bowed, and he was rather restless. "Where do you get the secrets of my bloodline?"
Lin Lang didn't answer. He descended from the sky, his body dived down, and the third form of golden elephant fist was triggered. The wild atmosphere came from all over the world. The dazzling golden color made the whole person look luxurious.
Once Lin Lang was able to use Jinxiangquan to have the ability to kill divine realm. Now he is not the same as before, and is the strongest form of Jinxiangquan. It is said to be a yin and yang Taoist. Attention is also at risk of death.
Count Wilson also felt the terrible power of this punch, and could not help but look dignified and take a deep breath. The Golden Elephant Fist fell, and Earl Wilson disappeared suddenly. From where he disappeared, a group of red-eyed bats scattered around.
Several red-eyed bats were killed in the shroud of golden elephant fist, and the remaining dozens gathered toward the corner to restore the body of Count Wilson. Earl Wilson's face was flushed and blood spewed out.
Obviously, using such a mystery also cost him a lot of money, and it is not always available. In this state, Earl Wilson's breath was a bit futile, and his eyes on Lin Lang were full of fear.
"The two have to wait and see, there are still two floors below. If he is left, I am afraid we will get nothing," Count Wilson yelled.
The ancestors of Hongmen looked at the of the killer, and both took a step forward at this time. Seeing the situation will evolve into one enemy three.
This is a team of three powerful gods!
"The proving ground is not allowed to provoke private fighting. Violators will be permanently expelled from the proving ground and disqualified from the assessment." The crystal steward suddenly interjected.
"You!" Earl Wilson didn't look so good. This crystal steward was born with wisdom. He had previously deliberately targeted him, and now he is even so favoritism Lin Lang.
When the crystal steward raised his hand, the situation gathered, and the spiritual power began to violently rise. Extremely expansive energy emerged from his subordinates. The punch was as fast as the wind, but the power was as heavy as Taishan. In the face of this palm, he felt irresistible. .
"The power gap is too big to even compete?" Count Wilson murmured and was blasted directly.
boom!
Earl Wilson's body shattered and turned into a mist of blood, which engulfed his belongings away. The Crystal Butler did not continue to hunt, but it was expected that Count Wilson would lose all his combat power at this moment, even if he did not die.
As for whether it can be restored in the future, it depends on his chance. In short, there is little hope. But even if you are lucky to recover, it is impossible to climb to the top.
"As a trial housekeeper, how can you deliberately be partial to others." Hongmen's ancestors were displeased. "How to say you have to be fair, you are not allowed to fight. Why don't you just say that, just wait for Earl Wilson to lose and then shoot." Abolish his half life. "
"I'm the strongest here. I've counted everything. I'm the director here. Even if I donate the entire treasure house, it's just my likes and dislikes, do you understand."
Hongmen's ancestors and others were speechless, and I really don't know if it was a mistake to sacrifice their wisdom for this time when the Northern Han Sword Fairy was still there. This shy man has his own thoughts ...
Lin Lang glanced around, but the old blind man disappeared.
Among the main hall on the first floor. The blood mist surged, and a flurry of figures appeared. At this moment, Count Wilson was dying with serious injuries, lying weakly in place.
After a short while, Count Wilson finally recovered some strength, got up hard, and glanced across the main hall. A little shock remained on his face.
I saw in front of him, countless dead bodies lying on the hall, mostly rotten, and there were still many naked human bones on the ground. Fragments such as weapons are all over the ground, few are intact, and the ground is pitted. Obviously there has been a battle of superpowers.
Count Wilson was shocked and unclear. Each of the weapons destroyed on the ground was at least a third-order magic weapon, that is, the two sides that had fought at least were also powerful gods!
At the end of the hall, there were three figures leaning against the wall, and the corpse was still well preserved. One of them was wearing a black turtleneck moon night trench coat, lined with a red, and barbed around the neckline.
"This is ... the prince of what generation?" Earl Wilson was short of breath, and he could clearly feel the same kind of blood close at hand from such a close distance. Even if the latter had died, they still maintained the suppression of the lower ranks by the superiors.
Suddenly, a glimmer of light rose in the eyes of the prince who was leaning against the wall, and Count Wilson paused, and there was a flash of gloom in his eyes, which seemed extremely strange.
Within a short while, Earl Wilson's mouth raised a smile. He moved his muscles and bones, and his physical body began to recover at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
This is a supreme blood occult technique. Earlier Earl Wilson was simply not qualified to get in touch.
"It's finally time to go back. Has the thirty-third level become shabby after that battle?" Count Wilson whispered to himself in a ray of light, and the formation of the thirty-third level was in front of him. There is nothing but trembling in the lines, and a gap is blown up. When you step out, it is already out of customs.
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